One thing
that I was particularly aware of growing up in the 60s was Bumper Stickers. They were ubiquitous but I do
have to admit that they were rather unsightly and all too many were of
questionable social propriety.
I really
don’t miss their slipping off into obscurity.
You still see some Bumper Stickers, but in these days of expensive, albeit
invisible, rear bumpers, most Bumper Stickers have migrated upward where
they now decorate the incredibly large rear windows on today’s SUVs. Nevertheless,
I still find them interesting from a historical and perhaps mildly “perverted”
perspective and I still read all that I encounter.
I guess, in
respect for the potential safety issues associated with their new position on
the vehicle, they have become smaller.
Their smaller size means that fonts must also be smaller. Curiously, I have found that some of the fonts are often very odd.
These factors, combined with poor contrast between letters and background, often
makes stickers virtually impossible to read. I my opinion, this pretty much defeats their purpose.
So, of late I have
been pondering – while carving, naturally, because that is when I do my best
pondering -- the notion: “Despite our embracing an ever accelerating rate of
growth in technology, have we allowed our vital “Bumper Sticker technology” to go
fallow?”
A case in
point:
I was on my to work the other day when an SUV merged in front
of me. The car had a sticker on its rear window!
As we drove on the sticker’s “siren song” kept calling out: “Read
Me! Read Me!” Alas, the font was too small and the contrast too poor for me to read it. But, regardless, it kept calling to me.
Since I go
nearly apoplectic when someone tailgates me, I always try to maintain a
good separation between vehicles. And,
normally, I would have been upset by anything that would impede my progress but
that day I was delighted to encounter a traffic slowdown. Now, finally, I could get close enough to read it!
When things
finally came to a halt, I slowly moved up...like a tiger closing in on its elusive prey...I crept closer
and closer until finally my bumper was nearly touching his…I stopped…I leaned
forward in my seat…I squinted, ready to absorb the full impact of the vital information
that the sticker wanted to share with me so desperately…It said, and I quote, “BACK OFF!”
...Hmmmmmmmm…
Now, don’t
you think that if the owner of that car was really interesting in
ensuring that no one encroached too closely to his vehicle he/she would have
chosen a sticker big enough to read while you were actually at the desired
distance from the rear of his vehicle?
One for the Bench
Or maybe...just maybe...has
this once vibrant form of communications technology just been lost to the
ages? :-)